The return of the fallen king

Chapter 67: It's a trap (2)

Conradin recognized that his presence on the battlefield would boost soldier morale and allow him to identify the weaknesses of the Milanese army. His great-grandfather and grandfather were famous conquerors who fought their way to glory. As a result, he desired to build a name for himself and demonstrate his worthiness of their blood and lineage. He was resolved to follow in their footsteps and become a triumphant commander at the helm of a mighty army and country. The decision to assault with the cavalry at his head was bold and brave, and it would undoubtedly excite his troops while weakening the enemy's morale.

After being granted permission, Enrico gleefully ran towards Frederick and Conradin to join in on the charge. After all, he regarded it as an honor to charge alongside his liege and fight by his side in battle, he was ready to prove himself worthy of the trust given to him by his lord. It was clear that the charge was about to begin, and the whole Ghibelline army was ready to bear down upon the Milanese army with all the energy and force they could muster.

'Oh, look who is coming' Conradin thought while mounting his horse. He was happily surprised by the arrival of Enrico. Enrico's steps were rapid and full of bravery, and after a few seconds, he reached Frederick and Conradin. ''Your majesty, may I be given the honor to join you?'' Enrico asked expectantly, prompting Conradin to show his fully pearly smile. ''Well, what are you waiting for? The men will not wait for us. ''

Hearing that Enrico did not lose any moment waiting, he mounted his horse, put his helmet on, and made a sign to his two counterparts that he was ready.

The charge's setting off was a grand spectacle. The Hohenstuafen flags fluttered proudly in the wind, the armor shone brightly in the light of the sun, and the sound of the battering of the horses' paws could be heard as the Ghibelline forces came forth in their finest hour and charged down towards the Milanese lines. It was a sight to behold, and it showed the might and power of the Ghibellines as they came forth in full force. It was a moment of honor and pride for the Conradin's forces as they charged forth into battle, their armor sparkling and their horse's hooves thundering loudly on the ground.

Charging towards the Milanese were, 2000 thousand of the finest knight that Swabia could give birth to. The knights divided themselves into 5 equally smaller heavy cavalry convoys, each of 400 men, and each convoy formed an arrow. This strategy was put into play by Conradin, who believed that by dividing his army into 5 different arrows, the result of their charge would be much more devastating.

The reason for this charge was to destroy the enemy's morale. He knew that the reason for which Cavalry charged in unison was to increase their resistance in battle, and by the reports of their scouts, the enemy lacked heavy cavalry. As such, Conradin thought that there could be no force that would be able to heavily harm his heavy cavalry.

Soon enough, the cavalry left the forest, which afterward prompted them to make a full turn around to face the site of the battle. Their charge was slow at the start, gradually increasing in speed. Such spectacle continued until they were a hundred paces from the battlefield, which led them to increase their speed even more, mount their lances in their underarms, and charge. (look at comment).

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MILANESE POV

"Hold the line; push them back!" The general of the Milanese forces tried to rally the morale of his forces. He knew that it was only a matter of time before the line fell, and as such, he hoped that his cavalry charge would be able to turn around the outcome of the battle.

However, his forces were not as well trained as the Ghibelline warriors, and their morale was not as strong , proved by the fact that their ranks were faltering . It was clear that they would not be able to hold off the Ghibellines for long, and it was only a matter of time until their lines were broken. "Come on, show them your worth, men!" The general said , while circling his sword in the air and giving a rallying cry to his men to motivate them. However, his rally was soon cut short by one of his officers, who had been running to inform the general of an important piece of information. The officer tried to scream and relay the message, but the sound of the battle was overbearing, and he could only point his finger anxiously and weakly toward a direction to try and get the attention of his Commander.

Orsolo turned confused in the direction pointed by his man, and there he saw something that allowed fear to creep inside him. What he saw were hundreds of armors shining under the sun, the holders of their armor with their lances still in the air charging toward them. Orsolo knew that the cavalry line was still forming and that they were already at a severe disadvantage, and this only served to increase his worry and his fear. His heart began to pound in his chest, and his mind raced with fear and worry. He knew that they would not be able to hold their position for long. However, he had no other choice but to promptly order the cavalry to charge in order to have some form of an answer to the advancing Ghibelline army. It was an impulsive and rash decision, but it was all he had in this situation. In the face of such uncertainty, Orsolo felt that he had no choice but to charge forward in the hope that his cavalry could break the Ghibelline lines and turn the course of battle around.

As a result, 600 light cavalry arranged their ranks quickly and charged against the approaching enemy's heavier cavalry. They realized they had no choice but to do it, so they braced their hearts and charged for what would be for many of them's final charge. The men on the ground watched in horror as their companions rode into a swarm of enemy cavalry, knowing they were about to witness a massacre but powerless to prevent it.

They charged with the knowledge that this was to be the grave of many of them, but there was nothing the Milanese cavalry could do to prevent the Ghibellines from simply rolling over them. As they continued forward, the Milanese light cavalry seemed to have no fear, as they charged headlong into the Conradin's army, seemingly uncaring for the loss they were about to face and the odds of victory. All that mattered was that they be able to bring to stop the monarch in his charge. And many of them were prepared to lay down their lives in order to do so.

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Conradin POV

Conradin, along with Frederick and Enrico, was at the head of one of the five arrows going straight towards the Milanese footmen. When they saw that the enemy had finally sent the Milanese cavalry to meet them, Conradin ordered the two western arrows to engage the coming cavalry. They quickly obeyed his order and moved to take on the Milanese cavalry, their heavy steel swords glinting in the sun as they charged. The Milanese watched in horror as the Ghibellines moved towards them, their leance's heads glinting in the sun, and they knew that there was no stopping them now. (look at comment for visual help)

The two cavalries rode towards each other, their lances being employed ahead of each horseman, their steel swords already glinting in the sun. The clash between the two cavalry units was an incredible sight to behold, as the clash of lance against lance gave way to the thundering of the horses' hooves and the flashing of the steel as the cavalry rode into each other. The noise was deafening, and the dust cloud created by the two cavalry charges merging together made it difficult to see anything, but the sheer force and ferocity of the Ghibelline cavalry units was clear and undeniable.

After a few dozen seconds of riding, the cavalry units of Conradin's army finally met with a loud crash against the Milanese footmen. The Ghibellines' lances were able to cut through the Milanese forces like a hot knife through butter, and the sounds of steel clashing against steel and the cries of pain and rage from the Milanese footmen were a clear indication that the cavalry unit of the Gihbellines had caused carnage on the field. The carnage done by the cavalry forces was clear and undeniable, and it was obvious that the Milanese footmen were not prepared for this type of battle. The knights' lances breaking and splintering as they drove into the footmen creating a fantastic spectacle. The damage done by the lances was immense, and even though the Milanese did their best to rally their troops in order to hold the line, they were simply overrun by the Ghibellines, and were forced to give way. The Milanese were outmatched and outnumbered by the better-trained Ghibelline cavalry, and their lines were eventually being forced to break and scatter, leaving the way open for the Ghibellnes to push forward.

After their lances had been destroyed, the knights took out their secondary weapons; axes, maces, hammers, and short swords were all raised in the air before falling into the enemy's head, collarbones, or shoulders. The Milanese were no match for the Ghibellines in hand-to-hand combat, and they were quickly defeated and driven back by their foes. The Ghibelline forces showed no mercy to their attackers and quickly began their advance into the Milanese lines, pushing away the weak Milanese army with ease and inflicting plenty of casualties on their enemy.

Conradin himself raised his axe, ready to bring it down on the head of his enemy. A Milanese soldier raised his sword, but it was a hopeless attempt as it was quickly parried by Conradin's axe. With a swift motion, Conradin's aim was true, and his axe drove into the Milanese soldier's shoulder, easily cutting through his collarbone. Despite his pain and shock, the Milanese soldier tried to retaliate, but he was no match for Conradin's great strength and skill, and he was quickly defeated by the Ghibelline monarch.

Conradin reacted with a sense of pride and accomplishment, as he had just killed his first enemy on the battlefield. He was proud of his success, and he knew that his victory was an important milestone on his path to becoming a great warrior and a great king. He was eager to prove himself again in battle, and he eagerly awaited the next opportunity to show his prowess and to once again strike down an enemy warrior.

After defeating the first Milanese soldier, Conradin continued going forward. With the tail of his eyes, he noticed a Milanese soldier charging toward one of the knights on his right with a lance. Without losing any moment, he charged forward and, with his axe, parried the lance that was about to go in the knight's side, preventing it from injuring his comrade. And then followed up by striking his axe on the soldier's right side, shattering his skull and killing him instantly. The knight, shaken up by that close encounter with death, looked at Conradin in a grateful and thankful way, but Conradin ignored it and moved on to the next enemy.

Little Conradin did know that the actions he just took would have drastic consequences in the future. However, his actions on the battlefield had proven his great skill and valor, and they had earned him the respect of his fellow warriors. Conradin had proved that he was not just the son of a king but a true warrior. His courage and selfless bravery in the face of danger were qualities that would make him a great leader and a great king. His deeds on this day showed his true worth.

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Authors though : Hey guys this my first land battle ever, hoped you liked for I think that I made a good job.

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